welcome to dA, and thanks for the favourite!

Insecurity

This creature controls my life.
As I begin to speak a demon takes control,
my tongue becoming the serpeant.
In my short life I have hurt so many;
How many more will suffer,
suffer from my ignorant misgivings.
Like a hypodermic needle my word penetrate skin.
My words a sleepy narcotic that courses the veins of those who know me.
Perhaps I feel too little, but I think I feel too much.
I want to change so bad, yet nobody will ever believe in me; my viscious words and violent actions ward off the closest of friends and draw in the worst of enemies.
My hope lies in the one I truly love;
for her I would cross the river styx.
If some day I change, her love will change me.
Not another dose of novacaine for the soul,
but an opening of my eyes to the beauty I know lies ahead of me, that which I am afraid to behold.

Brahma313

Intelligence lies in those deep set eyes
Open them to the stories of our lives
In a starlit night we look for a fight
And wake up to sorrow the next morning light
Always been told how to act
Since I was a young boy, not so far back
And here I stand a monument to reality
But bite comes with that bark, stay away from me
On a day like this I am liable to strike
Liable to take on anyone, anything that threatens life
Because I am guardian and trust me when I say it
Your life can be in my hands, so your strong side...display it
You will need all of your strength to battle this hurricane
Gail force winds to confuse your brain

from here on it's instinctual
even straight roads meander
every piece contains a map of it all

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bits clung to the lungs of the smokers like a burnt collage
bits fell to the ground, surrounding them in a soft dust of black ash
bits swirled around them in mystic arabesques
stained teeth and stained eyes and stained souls
gleaming through the haze

To One I Don't Know...

Thank you for the encouragement.

Cheers for the
much apricated

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No problem...your work is intoxicating!

What do I long for?
The one I adore, or much, much more
My mind is a cosmos that cannot be explored
My heart is heavy and dare I say I am bored
Bored with existence as a daily pawn
Waking each morning with a dismal yawn.

How can I live for tomorrow if I loath so many days
Living my life in a stereotypical purple haze
Adrenaline flows through my veins
But there is not an outlet for it to entertain
Locked in uncertainty I find myself vexed
Disilusioned and lost in the text
The lines of history loose their meaning
And I lose that zest for things of which I have been dreaming.

thanx alot man muchly appreciated

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~ Tangled Up In You~